"Come...back...I need to...EaT!" He was getting faster and it felt like I was getting slower. I continued to run straight and made a quick turn, losing him for just a little bit. He ran loudly though, so I could tell how far away he was. My lack of time was getting to me; my hands were sweaty and my cheeks were burning.
I was never a smart kid; my grades were average, sometimes below what they really should be. However, I was unusually creative sometimes. Not always, but some of my ideas were only half bad. Right now, though, any kind of idea would have to do. Seeing a broken cabinet filled with scissors only sparked my imagination even further.
Grabbing the cabinet, I pushed it with all of my strength, causing it to fall. All of its contents spilled out as well. Among them were several sharp and bloodied scissors, an alcohol bottle, and a matchbook. I quickly picked up the matchbook and felt that it was a little soggy, no doubt from the alcohol. Taking a risk, I poured the alcohol all over the cabinet and the area in front of the scissors. Then I picked up the sharpest scissor I could find and ran back.
"HUNGRY! FoOd! I'LL dEvOUR YOU!"
Finally, he was in my line of sight. I took a deep breath and, for dramatic effect, let out a loud shriek. I tossed the fully lit matches onto the alcohol and watched it immediately set fire. The scissors in my hand trembled.
He didn't stop running though. He kept coming, running even faster, and it actually seemed like he wouldn't stop for even the flames. And he didn't. The moment he was in reach, the flames grasped at him setting every part of him ablaze. He began screaming in pain, but somehow, it looked like he was moving even closer. But...that couldn't be possible.
"Ughhh...AaAAAAughh! IT...HURTS! But I nEed fOoD!"
His demented voice reached my ears, and it hurt. I was scared out of my mind. And I realized he was getting closer too late. He leaped out the inferno and began crawling towards me. While still on fire.
"Ahhhh! Stay away! You...you can't eat me! I'm human, just like you!"
He clawed closer, splinters getting stuck under his fingernails. "...doesn't matter...need...food...hungry...ughhhhh..."
I tripped on my own feet and fell back on my butt. Scrambling to get up, I found it hard to stand. It was like my legs were made of lead and jelly at the same time. Grasping the scissors really tight, I held them in front of me, my only defense at the moment. He was about a foot away from me, and I screamed loud. That startled him for a split second, and in that second, I took action. I quickly closed in on the foot of distance in between us and stabbed downwards.
He shrieked. And shrieked. And I didn't understand why. Until I opened my eyes and saw what exactly I had done.
The scissors were firmly embedded in his skull through the eye socket. From the front, you could only tell that the eye was pushed back into the skull. However, after looking at the wound closer, I could tell that I pushed so hard that eye came out of his head; this of course meant that his brain was pushed out as well.
My hand flew up to cover my mouth. I felt sick to my stomach, and I didn't think I'd get over the fact that I killed someone. Not to mention it was brutal. He stopped shrieking, and the obvious less humane side of me was exuberant. It was a little gross, to be honest. How could I so heartlessly do that? And then just leave?
Not only did I get up and leave, I fled. I was terrified of what I did, disgusted by the body, and frightened that he might get up and kill me, even though I knew he was dead.
A/N: Hope this was enjoyable. I really would like for at least one person to review this. I kind of feel bad when I don't get a review. But there are so many veiws, like I can see from the traffic graph that people do read it. I don't know, if you don't want to, or have nothing to say, I guess, then don't, but I would really, really like for you to. But that's up to you. The next chapter will once again, be up in a few days. All chapters are already written because this was originally just one story. I just broke it up.